I don’t cook a lot. Ok, I don’t cook at all. The only thing I cook well is the most amazing fudge you ever tasted that I only make in December. So when I was invited to dinner by the lovely and enjoyable Kim Tracy Prince, I was looking forward to meeting some other blogger ladies, trying some new food and not having to cook or clean up. It was a nice departure from my usual ‘hang out at my computer until I can’t stay awake any longer’ routine after the kids are in bed.
My stomach wasn’t as agreeable that night as I had hoped it would be, so I had to forego the fabulous looking cocktails in favor of Perrier. A little lemon spiced that right up.
We all ordered different items and shared, and it was as delectable as it was beautiful. I had to laugh at the restaurant name, Buddha’s Belly, because the image conjured up immediately smacks of a full tummy. I’m ok with that. I like food. Especially when someone else is cooking. But I hoped I wouldn’t come away looking like I had a Buddha belly. Not to worry! The food was filling but light, and I left feeling just right. Makes me wonder if I did cook, would my family feel this way? Probably not. I’ve been not cooking for, well, a long time. Why ruin a good thing?
Margaret Andrews, I pretty much left thinking that I would be eating at Buddha’s Belly from now on.
You can see my arm in the background of several pictures posted by the talented and charming bloggers from dinner that night: Jessica Bern, Florinda Vasquez and Suebob Davis. However, as life with triplets would dictate, eating at restaurants is a treat, not a way of life. The ambience in the restaurant was at a comfortable level.